Getting Old

When I was a kid I had a racer bike. 10 Speeds, leather saddle and really, for it's time' light weight. I loved it and in the sort of icy weather we have had over the past week I loved going out and skidding and sliding everywhere. Now that I am rather grown up I have a lightweight mountain bike with sophisticated front suspension, disk brakes, large knobbly tires and built for these conditions and yet I rode it like a granny over the icy cycle tracks. I must be getting old!